Warhammer: Return of the Dragon

Chapter 950: Hunting in a Lifetime

The Holy War was shattered by the Legion of the Sun, and the Bretonnians who left Tilea on ships were eager to cross the ocean and return to their homeland.

But after a group of knights returned to their homeland, their despair for the Holy War was quickly overshadowed by civil strife.

They vaguely understood why those elven ships, which were armed to the teeth, only stayed ten nautical miles away to pay attention to the Bretonnian retreating fleet.

Erd started a civil war, a religious war intended to divide the Church of the Lady of the Lake.

The Holy Grail Knights, headed by the Duke of Artois, unite under the banner of Oede and declare war on the Fairy Tower, which symbolizes the lady.

Bastogne, which is close to Artois, was the first to respond to the call of the lady. Davion, who was lucky enough to survive under the spear of the god, looked at the silver Holy Grail flag in the distance with an unprecedented confusion.

Erd, Baldwin, Albert, Bolvar... all the Holy Grail Knights who are famous in Bretonnia, all stand on the opposite side of the lady.

"Duke, on the plains, we can easily defeat the rebels in Artois..." The staff member's suggestion made Davion silent for a long time, and finally he sighed deeply and shook his head silently.

The descendant of Saint Gilles kicked the horse's belly with both feet, and faced the silver Holy Grail flag in front of the eyes of thousands of people.

Knowing Davion's intention, the leader of the "rebels" Oed also went out alone and arrived in front of his former colleagues.

Davion's eyes were calm. When Erd arrived in front of him, he looked around at the rebels and spoke in a low tone.

"You should know the outcome of Mousilon. Even if the holy war fails, Artois will never succeed in the rebellious way of usurping power!"

"Then you think Artois did this for power?"

"Otherwise, the Bretonnian knights have never been disrespectful to ladies..."

"Yes, but it's different now." Ed's words stunned Baldwin. He originally thought that Artois just wanted to kidnap the Lake Goddess and make her the Lord of Bretonnia.

Erd looked up to the sky and sighed, "Davion, we are looking for an answer. When you return from the front line of the Holy War, you will definitely see the cold-blooded lizard man attacking the rat man without sparing any effort.

They are savage, ruthless, and cruel, but have you ever heard of them deliberately attacking humans before? "

The failure of the Jihad cooled Baldwin's enthusiasm. After thinking about it carefully, he could only point out one problem.
"Black Rose, the destruction of the Sons of Mousilon is related to the elves who believe in barbaric gods. Cold-blooded creatures believe in the same gods as them."

Erd shrugged, not commenting on this, "Have you ever anticipated the possibility that our neighbors Asrai, whose relationship with their higher cousins ​​is not harmonious, when the Greathorn Viper was stationed near Athel Loren, What feats do you think Aslay would accomplish with his usual style?"

Davion's pupils suddenly dilated. After Erd's reminder, all the clues seemed to be connected.

Asrai disguised as Asul and attacked human villages, Elvis who was deliberately led to massacre the Black Rose, the human country's general hostility towards Caledor...

So for Bretonnia, the leader of this meaningless holy war is the culprit.

Davion narrowed his eyes, "Do you think it's the Lake Fairy?"

Erd shook his head, "No, that's just a puppet. We never know the origin of the Lake Fairy, but since the founding of Bretonnia, this saint who lives in the tower has been the real ruler of the kingdom.

Civil war is a matter for mortals, but what I want to do is to worship the gods. "The sound of the wind could not cover up the silent two people. Davion pondered for a long time and made a request.

"Bastogne and Palaion will not stop you, but the final answer must be approved by all the dukes."

Erd nodded, looked around at the army behind the Duke for a while, and spoke slowly.

"You can also join our quest. As a descendant of Saint Gilles, you should set an example for the knights and let Bretonnia get the truth."

Unexpectedly, Davion just shook his head, then turned and left, and the wind took away his voice.

"I am the son of Saint Gilles, and I will never betray the lady I have sworn allegiance to. Leave before I change my mind, and before the king arrives, don't let Bretonnia turn into a sea of ​​fire."

Erd looked deeply at Davion, and he did not dare to tell the truth to the Duke of Bastogne. Otherwise, with the strong character of the Holy Grail Knight, he would definitely draw his sword and kill himself after confirming the truth.

This duke, who firmly believes in honor and bravery, has fallen into self-doubt after losing to the lizard people. If he does not want Bastogne to defect, it is best to deal with him in a peaceful way.

However, a thousand-man cavalry legion left eastward from the Bastogne formation. A group of Holy Grail knights looked at the rebels with blank eyes. Under the orders of the king and the church, they were preparing to launch a decisive battle against the Artois. Just like crushing Merovingian, let the traitor disappear forever.

"Duke, you just let them leave like this?!"

Davion roared, causing the nearby knights to panic, "This is the moment that determines the fate of Bretonnia. I will not evade my responsibility. If Erd did something wrong, I will plead guilty to the lady and draw my sword to kill myself!"

The Pegasus knights of Palaon are more aware of the changes in the church in recent years than their compatriots far away from Athel Loren, and they all choose to face the rebellion in silence.

In the end, only the Principality of Briogne faced the Artois rebels.

Standing under the city gate, Erd paid no attention to the Duke's persuasion, but watched with interest the reindeer cavalry running in the distance.

The Fairy of the Lake is hidden behind the thick city wall. The Principality of Briogne, the main force of the Holy War, has lost most of its troops. Bordeaux, which is the closest to here, is still alerting the Elf Navy to land. Apart from calling Aslay for support, the lady does not seem to have much to do. Good idea...

A giant eagle swooped down from the sky, its wings spread like it covered the sky. A handsome elf on top of it pulled up a long bow and shot a sharp arrow at the knight who was obviously the leader.

The sharp arrows formed an arc in an incredible way, and their swiftness was no less powerful than that of a ballista.

This made Araloth's mouth curl up in an arc. The Bretonnians, who were Athel Loren's human shields, dared to point the finger at Lilith. Taking advantage of the impending invasion of Ulthuan, he would wipe out this group of rebellious Ahs. Knight of Tuva.

The sharp arrow passed through the clouds, and when it was about to pierce Oed's chest, it was caught by a strong wrist.

Erd, who let go of his palms, paid no attention to the coming impact of the elven cavalry and stared at the sharp arrow in his hand.

There is no mistake, it is the illusory moonlight, the moonlight that has always hidden the truth!

The sharp arrow was broken in half. When Erd looked at the illusory moonlight protector, he felt a strong murderous intention for the first time since returning to Bretonnia.

Asrai, who stood behind the giant eagle and drew his bow, was the target of his lifelong pursuit. (End of chapter)

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